I can't sleep until I bitch about this.

Today was busy at work. Customer Appreciation Day. People out the wazoo. They were everywhere. Anyway, one of them holed up in the kids section with a pile of magazines, sitting upon the swiped step-stool in such a way that she blocked two aisles and a shelf. So I asked her to move, which she did with a bit of a fuss. I move off, patrol around, whatever.

Five minutes later, I see her - doing the exact same thing, only in a different part of the kid's section. So I sidle up to her, point out that a chair is finally free, and that she should move to it.

"No thanks, I'm fine here," she said with a bit of a sneer.
"Actually, you're still blocking the aisle. I'm afraid you have to move."
She stood up, still sneering. And then said, "Honestly, just stop asking me to move."

Oh man. The things I could have said. I seriously wanted to kick her off the property, but didn't because I'm too nice sometimes. Nor did I say, "Honestly, if you don't want to be asked to move, don't sit in the middle of the aisle you degenerate moron,", though I really, really wanted to.

Jebebus...what's so attractive about the middle of the floor that you don't want to sit in a fucking chair?

This ecksmas season is going to suck

 

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